Goddammit, I'm supposed to be intelligent.

Good idea: house-sitting for a friend.
Bad idea: inviting boys over to friend's empty house for drinking games and potentially messy endeavors.

Good idea: playing Kings with people you like.
Bad idea: playing Kings with hard liquor.

Good idea: waiting until you're sober to dye your hair.
Bad idea: dying your hair fucking magenta under any circumstances, sober or sauced.

This is what I get for a) not picking the dye myself and b) being a fucking idiot. Fuck this weekend, I should have just stayed in and done homework.